That Time I Drew a Self-Portrait Every Day (And All the Evidence to Support it)

Sometimes my autistic mind latches on to ideas and won’t let go. In 2009, that idea was to make a self-portrait every day. It was a pretty rough period of my life. My mother had terminal cancer. I moved to another city three hours away to pursue school to become a doctor (you can guess how that turned out). My dad was also diagnosed with cancer. I had to undergo surgery for benign growths (which I didn’t know were benign at the time). My engagement just ended. Believe it or not, there was a lot more going on during that period too. You can see it all in my self portraits. <img alt="" src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:700/1*dzYL94dg2wWxTYrxGHwTsw.jpeg" style="height:826px; width:700px" /> Chalk pastel self-portrait by Jackie Schuld When I showed them to my husband this year, he eventually wanted to stop because he felt they were too sad to look at. When I look at them, I can remember exactly how I felt. In this one, I was on percocet after my surgery and felt very confused. <a href="https://medium.com/@jackieschuld/that-time-i-drew-a-self-portrait-every-day-and-all-the-evidence-to-support-it-a73f0b7410b9">Click Here</a>